Bab 120: The Exit

Rowan paused as he scrutinized his abysmal condition, he had severely underestimated the damage done to him, even though his bloodline had suppressed the curse, the effects were still apparent.

According to the Primordial Record, he had been condemned by the goddess with the Flesh of Madness. He was at the edge of death at the moment.

Frankly, he was used to situations like this, and he had been in worse positions before, it was just a matter of finding the knot to this particular problem and loosening it.

His mental state was far from what it was previously, and he was able to push past obstacles without wasting time lamenting his poor fate.

Rowan peered around him, the limited scope of his senses showed him the massive mounds of ash surrounding him, and he clenched his teeth in stubbornness.

He would beat this!